YUP so here's a long chapter filled with taunting and limo smex.
Chapter VI
Ivan grabbed hold of Alfred's chin and gently pulled it up to his lips for a kiss. In the moment, Alfred lets himself get close but yanked away as soon as he realized what was about to happen.
At that Ivan frowned and pulled back glaring at the blond that he had resting on his lap. Clearly not happy about the rejection but quickly changed his expression into a playful teasing smile.
"What? Does your saver not get a thank you kiss?" Ivan asked with a tone that Alfred could tell he sarcastic.
"Ha yeah right! I said no funny business didn't I? Now let go of me already would ya?" He grunted as he struggled in Ivan's grip that was securely around his waist and a bit uncomfortable from the bug guys tight hold.
Ivan exhaled at his attempt and let go of his captive who toppled over onto the floor of the limo at his feet. Alfred cursed under his breath as he lifted himself onto one of the many available seats inside the extravagant car. Sure, he had been in nice snazzy cars that he couldn't afford ever in his entire life, but this car was something different. Stuff like this Alfred had only seen in Hollywood movies and the cars always belonged to the villains in the movie. Kind of ironic in a way he thought.
While admiring the car he was in, Alfred failed to notice that the only other person in the car was silently watching him. Grinning to himself every time the blond opened his mouth a little to gasp or when his blue eyes lit up as he took everything around him in. It was utterly adorable really how child like Alfred was and he didn't even know it. And sure as hell probably never admit to it either.
It took Alfred a moment to realize that he wasn't alone so he horridly turned to look at the other across from him, whose violet eyes were watching him with a creepy smile one his face. He had his head tilted while he rest his cheek against his fist while propped up against the window
"Uh what are staring at?" Alfred awkwardly asked as the other didn't stop his stare even though he had been caught.
Ivan chuckled hummed in thought to himself. "Not staring but admiring." He couldn't help but laugh some more when the young Americans face turned bright red as he opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. Ivan then sighed and dropped his fist from his cheek and sat straightly back up in his seat. "So Fredka. Are you here because you wished to see me or is it that about that silly little job yours?"
Alfred felt the blush creep onto his face and stay put for reasons he didn't know but cursed himself for even allowing it to happen. "Like hell I would ever want to see you on my free time. I came because," He said as he slipped one hand into his coat pocket and gripped the cell phone that he had in there. "I have some uh info that you might be interested in. So I guess this is a business kind of thing." Alfred said, anxiously waiting for the others response as his grip on the phone tightened. After a long silence and still no reply from the creepy Russian, Alfred felt like he should say more but he didn't know what. Hell he didn't even know what exactly he was doing here in the first place. How did he end up in this position again?
Finally the larger man responded with a scuffing noise and faint laugh. For some reason that really pissed Alfred off. Trying to do something serious but just getting laughed at.
"Hey! Listen I'm being serious here! I know I may not seem like it or act but I swear its somethin pretty damn important for us both! Damn I even dressed up like one of you got pete's sake! Least you can do is give me a chance! " Alfred angrily exclaimed, only clutching the phone in his pocket tighter.
Ivan sighed and frowned as the younger one threw his little fit. Yes, childish he was indeed he thought.
"Are you insisting that you hold variable information that only you obtain? Please tell me something that could interest me in the slightest." He said dryly.
Alfred bit his tongue from saying something revolting about the other to his face. Doing that would only make the situation worse and he didn't want the other to take him any less like a man than he already was.
But if he wasn't going to be treated seriously then why help this guy out? He almost had him killed not once but twice all for 'business' and not to mention he fucking raped him. Alfred wondered why he was even here with him in the first place. Why did he come look for him? That's when he decided that he wasn't going to hand over the cell phone just yet the mafia. Maybe he can use the phone as a lead for his job instead. He should have known better than to come here and find Ivan. Why did he?
Slowly Alfred let go of the device in his pocket and let out a deep breath to relax himself. He turned and looked out the window, seeing that they were moving but going very slow. Probably because of all the traffic in this damn city. Especially in the location that he was in now that was considered the high end of town. "J-just let me out here. Forget about it." He sighed and turned to look back at Ivan who was curiously watching him with those violet eyes like before.
"Fredka," Ivan sighed as he reached out and set one of his large hands on blonde's knee. Alfred flinched at the sudden soft touch but didn't move it. Instead he just stared into the others eyes trying to find out his reason for it. If he tried something again than he swore to god he would break his hand and leap from the window.
"if it wasn't important than you wouldn't have put up such a strife to come to me. Stay and I will listen." He said almost sounding what seemed regretful. Alfred looked into the others round seemingly impossible colored violet eyes. There were something different about them now but he couldn't put hit finger on it Alfred thought as he gazed into them.
Alfred gulped and nudged the hand on his knee off. In truth, he didn't actually want to leave. He hunted him down all by himself and even took on those two damn doormen. Well, with the help of Ivan of course, to get where he was now. Leaving when he was this close would be a foolish move for the sake of his job. His boss was counting on him after all.
He thought whether he should bring out and just show Ivan the cell phone he found that night in the parking lot but maybe he could use that sometime again in the future to get Ivan's interest. The phone could give him as many excuses as he needed to speak to Ivan whenever he wanted. With that in mind, Alfred decided to not mention anything about the phone. Though without it, what top-secret stuff did he have to use now? Ivan appeared to want to hear him out but now he's come up empty-handed. Time to think fast.
"Fine ill stay… But ill tell you my dirt if you tell me some of yours in return." Alfred stated half proud with himself at the quick idea.
Ivan raised an eyebrow then half smirked and leaned back in his seat reaching for his glass of vodka that he already had poured. Alfred could tell that was what the drink was since the whole limo reeked of it. Smelled worse than a liqueur store in here he thought.
"Very well. What is it that you acquire and want in exchange? I will go along with this little game of yours." He said as he took a sip of his drink.
Alfred tilted his head back in the direction of the limo driver motioning that he wants some privacy then he will speak. The Russian complies with the suggestion then presses one of the many buttons on the side of the limo wall. After it was shut, Ivan gestured for the blond to continue.
That's when it hit Alfred that he was utterly alone in a spacious car that was sound proof, full of alcohol, and with a very large perverted Russian. Maybe not the smartest idea Jones…
Pushing that dark, creepy, disgusted thought aside, Alfred sat up and took a deep breath before he laid everything out that he wanted-no needed to know.
"Alright but I go first. I want to know what the hell happened last night and why I was brought into all of it. What happened to Lovino-you know the guy who worked at my office who you shot and-is he even alive? You shot him and carried him off into the night like freakin batman and how did you clean up the blood so-"
"One question at time Fredka. You don't expect me to answer all these without getting something from you first da?" Ivan stated at the little blonde's ramble of questions.
Alfred hoped he wouldn't notice that because he doesn't have any info at all to tell him in exchange. He was just hoping that the big guy would answer all his questions first and he could somehow escape before it were his turn. Well damn…
"Oh um right… Then just answer this one first." Alfred awkwardly laughed and looked out the window for a second then back to Ivan. "That night when you said that you were using me as bait. I mean, I could have gotten killed between you and your stupid mafia battle for god's sake. Heh-how could you just use someone like that then throw them away so easily?"
Ivan sat silently and stared at Alfred for a minute before picking up his glass of vodka again and taking a rather large sip while still staring at Alfred who looked furious yet hurt was it? "It was business. And I do remember that I told you before that I didn't intend for you to get hurt da?" He said then began swirling his drink around in his glass.
"Ok but why was I bait? Why did you need me to lure those goons or whoever they were out? Just who were those guys? Another mafia maybe?"
" Ah-ah Fredka. You asked your question and I answered. I believe it is now my turn in our little game da?" Ivan set down his glass and cups his hands together in his lap. Alfred huffed and leaned back in his seat nervous for what was to come. "Ok shoot."
"Join me for dinner." Ivan boldly stats. Alfred's eyes went wide then started laughing nervously not knowing if it were some trick the Russian had up his creepy mafia sleeve.
"That didn't sound like a question."
"Because it wasn't." He darkly smiled, sending chills up the blonds spin. Alfred gulped and glanced at the door handle to his right as if he were going to reach for it and jump. But to be fair, Alfred knew that Ivan did have dinner plans. Not his best planning.
"I uh-don't think I can… I'm busy and all with work. My boss is expecting me to be back at the office tonight."
"You amuse me Fredka. You work to capture the criminal acts in the city yet here you are having a chance to dine with someone who causes many of them yet you turn me down?" He said as if offended.
Every bone in Alfred's body was yelling at him that he would have a better and safer night if he just leapt from the window instead of spending more time with the Russian. But getting the chance to actually sit down and discuss information and scandals amongst the mafia and say just say no? This would do wonders for his job and really make his boss proud. As much as he didn't want to spend another second with the threating put off Russian man, he knew in the end he would have no choice. Literally…
"Ugh fine-BUT I'm only doing this because its business! If it weren't for that then I would never in hell have dinner with you!" He said sternly pointing his finger in Ivan's face.
"Great so you accept! Perfect timing too because we are already here." He said as he gestured out the window as the car came to a rolling halt.
Alfred notices that they were parked outside one of the fanciest and most secluded restaurants in the entire city. But why would someone in the mafia come to such a flashy and busy place like this? Wouldn't he rather go somewhere low-key and uh mob likeish? And also, why are they parked out front with mobs of people everywhere. Wont someone recognize him?
"Uh don't you think you should pull around so you wouldn't want to be seen or something" Alfred suggested as he spotted several people outside with cameras. Damn paparazzi better not steal his story.
"Do you not wish to be seen with me? I am the one treating you to dinner after all." Ivan asked curiously as he watched Alfred gaze out the darkly tinted window.
"Wha-no! I mean well, you're in the mafia and all so I just thought you would be more sneaky..." Alfred face palmed him self for using the word sneaky.
"I am not a man so low to be sneaking around in back entrances of buildings. But you seem to enjoy sneaking and being places you're not wanted so you are than welcome to go in through the back." He smirked.
Alfred huffed and crossed his arms.
"You know what? I change my mind. Take me back. Rather get some ramen noodles than this fancy rich crap anyways."
"Oh but don't you want more answers Mr. investigator? Is that not the reason you agreed to join me in the first place?" He smiled knowing he already won and Alfred can't say no to a good interview. "Dammit.." He mumbled and leaned away from the window back into his leather seat glaring at the large Russian who was smirking at him.
"Ok-ok fine but you gotta promise you'll answer my questions! Deal?"
"Da."
"Super now let's get this thing over with big guy." Alfred said as he sat up and reached for the door handle but is stopped when Ivan grabbed Alfred by the wrist and forcibly yanks the blond down onto the seat beside him.
"But I am not hungry yet. Help me build my appetite." Ivan smirked then held Alfred down as he got on top of him grabbing him by the wrist and pinning them over his head.
"What the hell! I agreed to dinner not this! Now get off!" Alfred yelled trying to shake his hands free.
"Da and you agreed to give me information which I know you have none so this is to make up for it." He held back a laugh when Alfred's eyes went wide at what he said. He smiled then brought his face down in between Alfred's jaw and shoulder. Kissing the blondes warm neck once.
"I do-ah have info!" Alfred muttered quickly trying to ignore what was happening to his neck.
"You lie. Now let us enjoy ourselves and I will answer your questions and take this as the price. Deal?" He said in between kisses.
Alfred could feel his body starting to get hot real quick. He hated how his body was reacting so quickly by this Russians forced passion. But as much as he despised the silver-haired man and what he was doing to him, he knew he didn't have any info to exchange during dinner and Ivan was giving him a chance to obtain some. Just at a certain horrible price. Alfred suddenly remembered that he had Lovino's phone in his jacket pocket. That alone could get Ivan to stop this assault for sure.
Ivan paused in his kissing and waited for the Americans answer.
"Ngh… deal."
"отличный." Ivan purred into Alfred's ear and licked it briefly before making his way back down to the blondes exposed neck.
Alfred shuddered at the lick but right after it he could feel his ear turn warm and that warmth spread to his face. Alfred gasped when Ivan suddenly bit down on his neck sharply.
"W-what the hell was that for?" He said a whole lot weaker than he intended it to be.
Ivan licked over the spot a couple of times then slid his tongue up Alfred's neck and stopped at he edge of his mouth.
"Just part of the price." He said eyeing Alfred mouth then smashed his lips into Alfred's warm soft ones.
Alfred was about to protest but was stopped when his mouth was suddenly attacked from the others much larger and colder one. He didn't want to give the Russian all that he wanted from this so he sat still and didn't participate in the kiss. Ivan noticed what the other was doing so his slid his one free hand down to Alfred's crotch and squeezed firmly once.
That was enough to send Alfred's mouth flying open for a moan but was caught as Ivan forced his tongue inside his mouth silencing him.
Alfred stopped his wiggling in the Russians grasp as relaxed himself and focused on the hand that was firmly pressed on his crotch. As much as he was against this it felt so good all in the same time wrong. But a pleasurable wrong.
Ivan used his tongue to explore once again the blonde's mouth. Tasting the warm cavern and fighting the tongue that wanted dominance in the kiss. He smiled when he felt the blond finally stop in his struggling and start kissing him in a passionate return. He let go of Alfred's wrist and started rubbing the boy's chest, feeling for his now harden nipples.
Alfred moaned into the heated kiss when one of his nipples started getting toyed with. As hot as his body was getting he could feel that the Russian's hands were oddly cold. Even through his shirt and pants, those cold hands could be felt. But those cold touches felt so amazing and he craved them more but on his actual skin.
The passionate kiss was broken when Ivan pulled back and went to attack Alfred's neck again. Alfred took that chance to catch his breath and calm his breathing down but was hard when he could feel his heart beating out of his chest.
As if Ivan were reading his mind, he slipped one of his hands under Alfred's shirt to continue playing with his chest. Alfred groaned when he finally got the touch he wanted with skin contact. He shivered violently and used his now free hands to wrap around Ivan's neck and slid the other hand through Ivan's slick backed silver hair. Alfred gripped the Russians sliver hair and yanked when he felt his neck get bitten again by the larger man on top of him.
"Hm careful Fredka" Ivan hissed on Alfred's neck but the blond just smiled at the comment and yanked again. Ivan growled and pulled back to look at the younger and much smaller blond in the face. Alfred's face went pale as he looked at the creepy grin Ivan had on his face.
"You want to be rough now?" He hissed then flipped Alfred over onto his stomach. Alfred huffed as the air was knocked out from the others rough action. He then felt the tie that he was wearing around his neck being ripped off.
"Now stay still." Ivan purred as Alfred's arms were yanked and brought around to his back where he felt them be restricted to each other. The damn Russian was tying his hands up with his own tie! Alfred growled and whipped his head around to face his torturer.
Just before he was about to argue Ivan shoved his fingers inside the blonde's open mouth. Alfred coughed and quickly shut his eyes at the surprise. He opened them again to look at the other as if wondering what to do with the fingers in his mouth. Ivan sighed and pulled his fingers out then back in. "It is up to you if you want it wet or dry." Alfred's eyes went wide for a second then he closed them again and started sucking on the two large fingers that were in his mouth. He used his tongue on every inch of them, trying to get them as wet as he possibly could and to warm them up.
After growing in patient with the blond and his attempt to thoroughly moisturize his fingers, Ivan pulled them out with a trail of spit still connecting to Alfred's swore lips.
Knowing what was coming next, Alfred turned his head back around and buried his face into the leather seat. He didn't want the other to see his face or let out any embarrassing sounds that might escape his lips.
Ivan yanked Alfred's pants down with no problem and started rubbing his hands over the blonde's bare ass. Alfred shivered at the touch and tried leaning away at first but was roughly pulled back when Ivan squeezed his cheeks to stop him.
"Part of the price, remember?" Ivan hummed as he started spreading the blondes cheeks. He smiled when he saw the tight pick hole and began rubbing over it with the fingers that were in Alfred's mouth.
Alfred scrunched his face as felt Ivan's hands rub over his hole that he had claimed before. He tried his best to try and relax but was so hard with the situation he was in. The Russian probed the pink bud over again and slid the tip of his finger in but only for a second before he slid it back out.
He continued to tease Alfred to the point where the blond beauty got annoyed and thrust his hips back, forcing Ivan's finger fully inside him. He gasped at it but groaned as he felt his walls close around the finger.
Ivan couldn't help but to smile at the small blondes earnest action and started wiggling his finger around in and out, bending it while inside him to search the walls for the special spot that could get the blond to scream out in pleasure. After not finding it, Ivan slipped in another finger earning another louder gasp from the younger one.
Consciously Alfred began rolling his hips on the digits trying to help the other find that spot inside of him.
Ivan stopped moving his hand and watched as the young one started fucking himself on his fingers inside him. The blond rolled his hips in a swirling motion while pulling forward before sharply pushing back. Ivan smirked when the blond suddenly stopped his toying when he realized that the Russian was no longer fingering him and he was doing it all on his own.
"Why did you stop? I was enjoying the sight of you pleasuring yourself on my fingers." Ivan smiled then chuckled when the American pulled completely forward, pulling Ivan's fingers from his ass.
Alfred cursed at him but they came put muffled with his face still shoved into the seat. Ivan frowned and reached forward catching a hand full of Alfred's hair yanking his head up. He lowered his head forward till his lips were brushing against Alfred's ear. "I want to hear you Fredka. Will you moan out my name again like our first time together?" Ivan said darkly before pulling the blondes head up higher.
Alfred clamped his eyes shut at the burning feeling of his scalp being ripped and his neck being twisted sharply up. He felt tears build up in the corner of his eyes but he did his best to hold them back, not wanting to look defeated to the other. He would probably get more pleasure from the sight of him in pain.
"B-bite me." Alfred harshly spat.
Ivan tisked and pulled his head away from his ear but kept hold of the blonds hair. "Maybe this will remind you шлюха." He said and Alfred felt something being placed at the entrance as his ass. Something way to big to be fingers. He gulped let out a steady breath preparing himself for what was to come.
Just like before, Ivan pushed in without warning and with no slow pace. He just shoved it in it all in till it was at the halt. Ivan let his head fall back and closed his eyes once all the way inside. Feeling Alfred's warm walls tightly snug around his cock felt so sensational. A feeling that he knew he would never get tired of and always want more of. No one else would ever be able to give him this wonderful feeling like Alfred did while inside him.
Alfred bit his lip to hold back a cry of pain when the Russian pushed himself deep inside him. Despite having him stretched and lubricated it still burnt like hell and the size sure didn't help. Ivan kept hold of his hair and began pounding into him with no certain pace but just fast, rushed, thrust.
He didn't know if it had hurt this much like it did that night when Ivan had tied him up and raped him. No, this had to be worse. This time he wasn't half drunk or still dizzy from being hit in the head.
Alfred was suddenly brought back shot open his eye as he screamed out in pleasure as Ivan hit that special spot inside of him. Ivan seemed to notice he found it when the blonde underneath him shuttered with ecstasy. He then focused each thrust fast and hard into that one spot getting more sounds of bliss from the young American.
"Ngh f-fuck!" Alfred screamed out. He couldn't hold it back anymore. Who cared if the limo driver heard him? In fact, he wanted the driver to hear that his boss was having a good fuck right in the back of his car. Alfred was sure that the driver could already feel the car shaking.
Ivan ginned and pulled his hand full of Alfred's hair back tighter.
"Ahh IVAN!" Alfred yelled mixed in with a moan. Just what the Russian was looking for.
"Knew you could remember for me." He huffed as he continued his thrust.
Alfred hated that he gave in but he actually wanted to scream it again.
He knew he was getting close when he felt himself close around Ivan's cock. They were both close. One more time Alfred called out Ivan's name then released himself all over the limos shiny black leather seats.
As Alfred came, his walls clamped down around Ivan making him feel so warm.
"ебать F-Freadka." Ivan grunted as he released deep inside the young blond like he did first night together.
Ivan let go of Alfred's hair and pulled himself out as soon as finished. Alfred fell onto the seat as he continued panting heavily. He lay there still enjoying the after glow from the sex even though he was now on top of his own come. Finally he felt the restraint around his wrist being untied and could feel his hands again. He pulled his hands forward and began rubbing his swore wrist as they were both really red.
"Damn commie. Just look what you did to my wrist." Alfred mumbled under his breath while he looked over the Russian who was somehow completely put back together. It looked as if he never just had a sexual experience if it weren't for his hair still being messed up. But that can easily be fixed with some hair gel and a comb. While studying him over, Alfred noticed the big guy was sitting there once again with that creepy smile on his face.
"W-what are you starri-ah!" He panicked when he was suddenly lifted into Ivan's arms and rested on his lap. "Hey just what are you doi- hmm!" Ivan planted another kiss onto Alfred's lips before he could finish. Alfred froze and waited till the other was done and pulled away.
Ivan smiled and brought up a hand up carefully brush away a few strands of hair that stuck to Alfred's sweaty face.
"Thank you Fredka for filling my appetite. But I do believe that I am not so hungry anymore. Would you mind coming back with me to my condo?" Ivan smirked trailing a finger down the others warm blushing cheek and resting it on Alfred's lip.
Alfred narrowed his eyes and grinned. "Like hell bastard."